so… last night our great friends Mark and Amy had a beautiful baby girl and named her Lauren. While they were at the hospital i was having a sleepover with their little girl Maddie. When I got the call last night that she’d been born I sent arlen an email to let him know she was here and that Amy was amazing and that Mark was so calm and cool and that I’d had an amazing night with Maddie… He’s still up on the dempster and had been working like 16 hour days for about a week straight… and then it started to rain. they can’t work when it rains so he spent a LOT of time sitting alone. and this is the email i got back from him last night…

girl, cool, i love girls, but i kinda wanted a boy that i could wrestle with…i mean not for a few days or so…

mark is sooo cool. always, and stylish and steazy at the same time, but not in a bad way, in a very comfortable and afordable way, sorta how donald brashear did it. extremely well. dang i wish i could do some things that well. like behave, or shave, or shower, i haven’t done that in while. as maddie says “PEE YOU”. ha, pee me. not in bed though. i also wish i could fly fighter jets i think that would be neat, sexy and full of mystery. no misery though, unless misery signals was on tour, that would be cool. yep, and also i want to fight james bond some day…. you know what i should do, i should make bucket list, that would be so fun/cool/romantic/startling/forbidden/forclosure… don’t know wehre that last word came from. oh i have a better idea, i should design other peoples bucket lists and charge them a pile of money for them to complete it. dang, that would be awesome, i bet i’d make a fortune, catering to the rich and famous like that. gee wizz, i’m a wizz kid and a wizard all at the same time. it startels me sometimes. you know what else. i;ve never been to the looney bin. but i lvoe the looney tunes, there funny. also i like itunes and just normal tunes as well. but don’t tune me out or i’ll have to tune you up. that should be quote. put it on my blog, labelled “arlen’s ranting, ravings, ravagings, and reapings.” actually maybe put this whole thing on my blog, it’ll show everyone how living in a dump will make you crazy and write/say/think things that are unbelievably amazing to ones self but completly and utterly useless to everyone else. you know what they say, “one mans junk is another mans treasure”, ha if you think of that as “junk, like a mans no no parts, it sounds really really bad. ha, now i’m laughing hysterically reading that. oh jeez, i gotta go to bed, i gotta get up in  a few hours to work.

sorry for the inappropriate parts… he seriously needs to come home. some of it makes more sense to me because it comes from bits and pieces of other conversations and emails.. but most of it is entirely random. also i’m pretty sure he didnt actually want me to post this on our blog… oh well.